Oh the calming that water brings to the soul

Pulls all life in, magnetized to its core

I remain on your surface

But then only touch your surface

If I could just journey your depths

Fathoms, leagues, experience all that you are

The compound just as readily takes your life

Or takes you places

Whether its flakes of crystalline solid

Gliding over this sea of fluffy down

With 210mm of cambered joy

Or supported

By its hexagonal geometric strength

Feeling the solid beneath flex and groan

Its behemoth muscles

Expanding as temperatures tumble in the darkness

All experiences are best when au naturel, fresh,

Free to do its own thing

Unprocessed, undyed, unartificiated

The Creator never disappoints with

A raw experience within His creation

This wintry flavor coupled with

The orange glow and pop and squealch

Of a wood stove

Crammed with tree branches as fuel

Rejunvinates

As fire and ice come together, worlds apart

Water with all its forms

You shape me for who I am

I’m comprised of you

Thoughts of you consume me

I will always consume you

Wandering for you until the end.